i am on a strict
diet of cupcakes
this month. and there
are so many new
gourmet stores from
which to choose
to buy your tiny
little three dollar
palm sized cup of
cake. five a day
is my limit though
my stretch pants can
expand only so far.
people are always
asking me what's
on my shirt, or
on my pants, or still
stuck to my chin
or cheek, invariably
it's icing. chocolate,
cream cheese, velvet
strawberry and smooth
vanilla mocha. i've
been told that i have
cupcake breath, and
it doesn't bother me
one little bit.
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